We are at the starting line of a new year, a season for declarations verses resolutions, and a time for breathing into new narratives. In this gathering we feel through the fray of misunderstandings and distractions. We drop underneath the personal, into the space between; thoughts, each other, between breaths, & into the space that reinstates an innocence of embodiment, & that protects us from cynicism, so we can notice the life-force that’s alway supporting us. As life long lovers of learning, we clean the system regularly, so our self knowledge and the excellence of our human depth define the order of the day. Practice is the North Star, that lights a way inward, and a way outward toward bringing as much awareness, forgiveness, and participation, to a planet in crisis, like Pros, beyond excuses. We have all been sitting with grief, ours and that of others. When we have known misery and then come to know silence, we bring light to the world, like a moon free of clouds. Breath work can be a silken thread, or a compassionate clap of thunder, for getting into your panic superhighways, and into the radiant body, so you can consciously finess every good beginning, every vibrant sustain, and every meaningful completion. It’s an immune system booster, a stress reliever, an energy elevator, a digestive supporter, a self care activator, an anti-anxiety tool, and a restorative sleep aid… to name but a few of its magnificent capacities. Let the cloudy water settle and see what it is you are really choosing into, for the road ahead. Open to this new cycle, in the beauty of a single breath, at the intersection of here & nowhere, form & formlessness, as a monolith for change, in the willingness of the wind.
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